The phone screen is broken.
To be precise, smashed. I stared at the shattered iPhone on the ground, my mind buzzing, and my ex-boyfriend's last words, "You're so boring," were playing on a loop in my ears.
This is the third time.
Within three months, I was dumped by my third boyfriend. The reasons are surprisingly consistent: boring, passionless, and like a piece of wood.
I picked up the phone, and the WeChat chat history of the breakup was still on the screen. The ex-boyfriend's avatar is a rose, and the caption is "Looking for interesting souls."
